Dani and Tiffany, now a handfasted couple, were helping to prepare and serve food for the great solstice festival at the newly formed Temple of the Aesir. An old repurposed Masonic Lodge, it had been hastily acquired when the rapidly growing Asatru congregation had outgrown its rented facilities. Praying to the Old Gods of the North had really taken off during the Fimbulwinter, and the return of the sun in the Solstice season was widely viewed by the faithful as the victory of the Gods over winter (although Asatru purists were wary of the influence of the Thor movies). Tiffany, whose life as a trans girl before the Great Change had left her suspicious of organized religion, found the Asatru movement accepting (not that anyone really cared that much anymore anyway except for a few fringe loonies who thought trans people had made the Great Change happen.) Asatru also taught that a woman was sovereign over her own body, an attractive belief as America entered the post-Roe era. The few attempts by Nazis to gatekeep the movement to those of "pure Nordic descent" had been quickly swamped, and the congregation looked as diverse as many.
"How's my favorite Valkyrie?" said Dani, grabbing a generous handful of Tiffany's ass. Tiffany rolled her eyes. "Busy now. Wait till after the feast, shameless one."